Every (morning and night).

For the endless moments I spend thinking about him...

Every morning I walk out into my day

Praying that he will be standing behind that unrevealing door

Wishing that the moment I place my hand on that doorknob

I will feel his radiance pour over me

Like a wave of clean air that relives my clouded mind

 

Every night I sleep

I dream a dream that only he would understand

The passion, the intensity, the reality of it all

How I wish it was real

If only his arms would encompass me one last time

 

Every morning I wake

Hoping that I will see his glistening eyes wander over me

As I roll over to awaken my weak body

Every morning I am disappointed to see I am still alone

In only that hope that he will fill that space one day

 

Every night I sleep

I wander the depth of my mind in an effort to fill a void

A void he left deep in my heart

One that only his footprints match

My heart is an open wound that only he can mend

 

Every morning I walk out into my day

Praying that he will be standing behind that unrevealing door

It would be a wave of clean air that relives my clouded mind

Reviews

[JenLyn]

I think about the one that got away everyday and my problem is I'm married...great write! Loved it!

[Stefano Ianiro]

Throughout the entire poem, I thought of the one that got away. Amazing poem.

[A.Lee]

Well written. You can feel a deep sense of longing in this one.

[deeps]

This is so very touching and ever sincere
I enjoyed this write. I can feel the depth in this